“So, we are a couple now? I don’t remember saying that.”
“You did say that. When you saved my life. When you saved my life the dozens of times since you met me. All of these things add up and say profound things.”
He sighed. “I guess they do. I will tell you a bit more about my dark past when the time is right.”
And that was how we left things until we got to the house. When we finally got there, it was almost turning dark. I couldn’t believe my eyes when I stepped out of the car. The house looked like some beautiful mansion right out of a fairytale dream or TV movie. I felt like some princess about to enter a grand ball or something. It was surreal. I had to giggle to myself. Wow, we definitely should have come here right away.
“Wow, this place is pretty intense,” I said. “You’ve been holding out on me.”
Bill shrugged as we entered the house. “It’s just a house.”
“Just a house? This house is amazing. Wow, this living room is the biggest I’ve ever seen. It’s bigger than your whole other house.”
“Yeah, I don’t like people to know that I have money. It makes them automatically think that they can ask to borrow money or that you should help them out just because technically you can and not even miss it. No. It’s the principle of the thing.”
“I see,” I said. “I guess that could become a bit of a problem.”
“Let me show you to the bedroom where you can put your stuff,” Bill said.
The living room was incredible. It was huge and it held a large multi-sectional couch, a huge television, coffee tables, an electric fireplace, and then it melded into the huge kitchen area off to the side.
We got to the top of the stairs and I happened to realize that Bill had mentioned a place to put “my stuff.” Did he think I wasn’t going to sleep in the same room as him? Well, I had a feeling I could change his mind…
Besides I was ready. It had been a long ride and it had been a very adventurous morning. Something about the shock of it all had kicked my survival into gear and this made me a bit horny.
As we reached the top of the stairs, Bill gestured towards a bedroom. “Is that your room?” I asked.
“No, it’s yours,” he replied.
“Where is yours?”
He pointed to the bedroom down at the end of the hall. “Oh, ok. Then I’ll go there.”
I walked into his bedroom. The moment I was behind the closed door, I stripped myself naked and then I crawled onto the bed with my ass up in the air. I was ready for him.
Bill came into the room. I heard him gasping and then laughing to himself. “Wow, that’s a beautiful sight.”
“Take it,” I said. “And see if you think I’m staying in a different room.”
“I just thought we would take it a bit slower for your benefit, but it’s clear that I’ve underestimated you.”
“That you have,” I said.
I reached between my legs and I began to finger myself vigorously. I was dipping my fingers deep into my wet, sinking pussy. I was so hot, so tight, and ready for him. I was wet beyond belief. Fuck… I was ready…
Bill removed his clothes and then stepped up to me. He slapped my ass and then he turned my head back to kiss him hard on the mouth. A moment later I felt his cock penetrate my pussy slowly. He drove it deep and stiff into me. His breath began to pick up pace with his sweet moans.
He grasped a handful of my hair and jerked it a bit squeezing down by the roots. I loved his strong grip, the way he was dominating me. His cock pulsated inside of me with every single thrust. His hand jerked my hair a bit with each pump of his strong, athletic hips.
My breasts flopped wildly as he pushed his cock harder and harder into my tight wetness. I was so ready to come for him. It had been so long waiting. The day had been so busy and full of uncertainty, but Bill making me feel so amazing was guaranteed. I wanted him with me all the time so that we could always do this, we could always be together whenever we wanted. All was right with the world when we communed, when we fucked like this. Nothing could bother me. Nothing could hurt me with Bill. He would always keep me so safe.
I kept getting wetter and wetter as he fucked me. I was building an epic climax that would not be ever forgotten.
Bill pulled out of me then and spun me around. He climbed between my legs and began to fuck me missionary style. I loved the different style of entry, the different feel, and I loved being able to look up and see my beloved there making sweet love to me.